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"Found it, found it....I found it!"

He suddenly sat up, grabbed my shoulders, and excitedly said: "Yunfeng, I've found a way to open the stone!"

His face was pale, his eyes bloodshot. Before I could even speak, he eagerly explained, "A thickened knitting needle! It can be pulled apart with a thickened knitting needle!"

I shook my head. "No, third brother, even if we use a thicker awl, it's still a tool. Tools are used by people, and we don't have enough people."

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I'm not making this up, there are roughly three ways to try and open the underground chamber of that mausoleum under Flying Moth Hill.

1. Gather about 40 to 50 people to help. 2. Use hundreds of kilograms of explosives to directly blow it up. The explosives may not be able to blast it open, and there's a high probability that we will be buried alive. 3. Report to the national archaeological team and let the government solve it.

Given the current situation, none of these three options are feasible for us. We've already made up our minds to back out. Therefore, I think it's pointless for Lao San Sun to meddle with these things.

"No, no," Sun Lao San picked up a piece of paper from the ground and excitedly pointed at it for me to see.

What I saw puzzled me, on a blank sheet of paper they drew a big basket and three little calves.

Thinking back to the thick rope he had just drawn, a bolt of lightning struck my mind.

"Third Brother.... Third Brother, you wouldn't want to...."

"Haha," he laughed twice, "That's right! With a person and three oxen, and with a thicker bolt and thicker rope, you can definitely pull the stone off course with one tug!"

He was astonished by his outlandish ideas. I asked again, “Three calves Can they even pull anything”

“We feed ah!”

"Yúnfēng, think about it, the opening of that hole isn't very big, nothing big can go down. We could use a basket to lower the calves down there and let them eat feed and grow up underneath!" Sūn Lǎozǎi finished his sentence with shining eyes.

I touched his forehead with my hand, "San Ge, are you alright Do you have a fever"

He grabbed my hand and said, "Are you in or out Come with me and the boss!"

Seeing his serious face, I forced a frown and said, "What about the head You've already made up your mind to give it up, Third Brother."

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Just the three of us, don't worry about the head.

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"This...hiding your head Isn't that wrong"

He stood up, grabbed my shoulders, "Yunfeng, the boss hasn't come back these days, did you think he was still out there"

Actually, he came back a long time ago, in Shun De....

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Late one night, Sun Lao San took me, secretly bypassing Wang Ba Tou, to a hidden location.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I saw Sun Lao Da who I hadn't seen in days. To my surprise, there was also that woman with a mole on her face.

Three incense sticks burned, under the witness of a mole, the eldest brother, the third brother, and I knelt on the ground.

Sun Lao San bowed to the incense burner with his hands clasped together. "This plan's future is uncertain, its path fraught with danger. If we die here in this tomb, we will have no regrets. But if we escape, every single person in the world will come after us, and we will bear no ill will."

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"The Lao Sun family values a peaceful burial. Even if the second brother becomes a pile of bones, we will let him return to his roots."

“I, Sun Liantian.”

"I, Sun Liixing."

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"I, Xiang Yunfeng."

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Three people spoke in unison: "Today, as we become brothers, we share in both good fortune and hardship."

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Three people kowtowed on the ground.

A mole in her eye glistened with a touch of otherworldly light.

This is truly something beyond imagination, an act that no one would dare to do.

Knowing there are tigers in the mountains, I still venture into them.e of broken porcelain under the stool. I was sure it came from the teacup that he usually used for drinking tea. It was an old Kangxi five-colored teacup with a painting of swordsmen and horsemen perf...